Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

Xiaoyu did not give up and kept pestering Jackie Chan, trying to get him to go on stage and fight with the Bull Warrior.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Good evening, Xiaoyu."

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiaoyu's face froze, and she immediately let go of Jackie Chan's hand. Her expression instantly became cold and she turned around.

"Hi Parker, how are you?"

"You really brought him here to challenge the Bull Warrior? He doesn't look very powerful."

The skinny little Parker looked up at Jackie Chan standing next to Xiaoyu and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Well, not exactly."

Jackie Chan's mouth twitched, and then he pointed to the Bull Warrior poster on the wall next to him and asked, "Are you Parker? Do you know what this is?"

The part Jackie Chan was pointing at was the bull charm on the bull warrior's mask.

But Parker didn't realize what he meant, instead he raised his head with pride.

"Of course I know! This mask is the exclusive symbol of the Bull Warrior! It means that the Bull Warrior is really as strong as a bison!"

Parker looked at Jackie Chan and said, "You dare to challenge the Bull Warrior? I have begun to admire your courage. If I were you, I would be so nervous now."

Xiaoyu's eyelids twitched.

"Come on, Xiaoyu, I've reserved two positions in the front so we can see more clearly who will be knocked down!"

Parker grabbed Xiaoyu's arm and ran into the arena hall.

Xiaoyu was dragged by Parker and walked forward while turning back to wink at Jackie Chan: "Uncle Long, you have to work harder!"

Jackie Chan immediately understood what Xiaoyu meant, but he raised his head and pretended not to see it.

Are you kidding me?

Fighting a wrestler?

This kind of thing is totally meaningless!

What he had to do now was to get the talisman back before the Black Hand Gang and give it to his father for research, otherwise his father would definitely pull his ears and nag him!

At this time, Xiaoyu was brought by Parker to the front row of the audience seats in the arena, and Jackie Chan also walked in.

As soon as I entered the venue.

The cheers and howls were as deafening as a pot of boiling water, and it felt like the top of my head was about to be blown off.

Jackie Chan couldn't help but worry whether Xiaoyu's ears could bear it.

But now is not the time to worry about these things, he has more important things to do.

Jackie Chan did not go to the audience seats, but instead he flashed and quietly went somewhere else.

Lifting aside a curtain, he left the audience and came to the backstage of the arena.

This seems to be the resting area for the players who are about to play the next game.

After passing through several common rooms, Jackie Chan walked to the deepest part of the backstage.

There is a separate lounge here. Judging from the sign hanging on the door, this should be where the Bull Warrior stays.

Jackie Chan quietly came to the door of Bull Warrior's room and looked around.

Now is the critical time when the competition is about to begin, and most of the players are warming up or preparing, so no one is walking back and forth.

This also gave Jackie Chan great convenience and space.

Seeing that there was no one around, he knocked on the Bull Warrior's door.

"dong dong"

"Excuse me, are you the Bull Warrior?"

Chapter 15: Bull Warrior never washes his mask!

"Yes."

The Bull Warrior's deep voice was heard from within the room.

Seeing that he had found the right target, Jackie Chan coughed twice and started talking nonsense.

"Well, it's like this, I'm a mask cleaner, and the boss asked me to come and clean your mask..."

Jackie Chan was making up a lie in all seriousness, but the Bull Warrior in the room suddenly yelled in anger: "What did you say?!"

"The Bull Warrior never takes off his mask!"

"Uh...what?" Jackie Chan was stunned.

Never... take off the mask?

Let's not talk about why this bull warrior introduced himself in the third person, just the fact that he didn't take off his mask...

Doesn’t the Bull Warrior need to wash his face?

Jackie Chan thought of what Xiaoyu said, that Bull Warrior never washed his mask, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Then he immediately continued: "Ah, yes, I told the boss that too, but he wouldn't listen to me, and he insisted that you can't go on stage with a dirty mask..."

Before Jackie Chan could finish his words, everything in front of him suddenly went dark, as if the lights had been turned off.

He turned his head and found that it was Tohru's huge body that blocked all the light...

"what!"

Jackie Chan exclaimed, without any preparation, he was held upside down in Tru's hands.

"Where is the spell?"

Tru grabbed one of Jackie Chan's legs with each hand, hung him upside down in the air, and questioned him fiercely.

Seeing the Black Hand Gang following him, Jackie Chan couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Where is the talisman?

The talisman is on the face of the bull warrior that he never washes!

He was hung upside down by Tru, and he couldn't use any strength with his legs, so he could only shift his attention to Tru's pants.

Because Tru's belly was so big, it almost stuck in front of Jackie Chan.

As long as he stretched out his hand, he could easily pull Tru's pants off.

Moreover, he was hanging upside down, which made it easier for him to exert force.

Jackie Chan chuckled at Tru.

"It's you, good evening, Tru!"

"Swish"

Jackie Chan pulled down Tru's pants, and the loose light blue underwear appeared in front of Jackie Chan.

It is also printed with yellow little ducks, giving it a full sense of childishness.

"Uh...it's pretty cute."

"you!"

When Tru saw his pants being taken off, the first thing he wanted to do was pull them up.

However, as soon as he loosened his grip, Jackie Chan escaped from his control.

Jackie Chan was seen flipping lightly in the air and landing on the ground nimbly.

Tru tried to reach out and grab him again, but Jackie Chan suddenly jumped up and leaped over Tru as if he was riding a horse.

Seeing Jackie Chan trying to run, Tru quickly bent down and struggled to pull up his pants.

However, taking advantage of this opportunity, Jackie Chan swept his leg and Tru was tripped and fell to the ground with a "Duang" sound.

After knocking Tru down, Jackie Chan turned and ran.

The Black Hand Gang seems to have a dark wizard who can summon many dark shadows. Since Tru is here, there must be more than one person.

He can't do anything about the Bull Warrior now.

There is only one strategy, run away first!

Walking through the corridor, Jackie Chan just poked his head out from the corner and ran into Ah Fen walking towards him from the other side.

Ah Fen and other brothers of the Black Hand Gang saw that Jackie Chan had escaped from Tru's men, and they couldn't help but point their fingers at him.

"catch him!"

"No way, bad luck!"

Jackie Chan's face changed when he saw the people in front of him.

He immediately ran in the opposite direction of the others.

As Walon's confidant, Afen is also a small leader of the Black Hand Gang.

Under his command, the thugs behind him obediently chased in the direction of Jackie Chan.

Afen himself followed closely behind the group of people.

This is the backstage of the arena and also the resting area for many contestants.

Jackie Chan ran along the corridor to the end and turned a corner to meet two burly contestants who were chatting.

They all wore masks, were tall and had solid muscles.

Jackie Chan ran past the two men and went straight into another corridor behind them, attracting their attention.

"Is this the latecomer?" One of them looked at his companion.

"Who knows?" The other person shrugged.

The two had chatted enough and were about to walk back to the lounge along the corridor.

However, before they could turn around, several more people ran over here.

Afen even overtook everyone at the corner.